Why can't I be a morning person?
Thursday, July 29, 2010
All my life I've wanted to be a morning person. To wake with the morning sun feeling refreshed and energized. To feel Folgers fresh even before I drink my coffee. To frolic in fields of wild flowers while spinning and singing and... OK maybe I took that one step too far.
The point is, I am totally not a morning person. It took me many years to even find an alarm clock setting that would be sure to wake me up each morning. For a while, I had 2 alarm clocks placed on opposite sides of my bedroom (and both far away from my bed). I've had alarm clocks that light up obnoxiously while simultaneously buzzing and blaring music. I've had "record your own message" alarm clocks - I woke up to the gentle sound of myself yelling "GET UP!!!! GET UP!!!! DON'T HIT SNOOZE!!! WAKE UP!!!" I almost bought one of those alarm clocks on wheels that rolls off your nightstand onto the floor and all over your room.
Thankfully, I've found a simpler solution. I have my clock radio set to a Spanish station. That seems to confuse my brain enough (since I don't speak Spanish) that I tend not to sleep through it.
But why can't I feel totally awake and refreshed when I first wake up? It's not that I'm lacking sleep as far as I can tell. Even when I wake up without an alarm clock, I still need time to fully wake up. I never just naturally wake up feeling fabulous.
I have two brothers. One of my brothers is like me and is definitely not a morning person. He is very athletic, and so I'm sure it has nothing to do with being out of shape. My other brother has always been a morning person his entire life. He can nap for 3 or 4 hours and wake up feeling refreshed. Why????
Anyway I think my rant has gone on long enough.
What had me thinking about this was my thwarted plan to go walking at 7 am this morning. I was so enthused about it last night. I was going to force myself to wake up early and go for a nice long walk.
So as you may have guessed, 7 am arrived and my alarm clock was singing to me "Suerte que en el sur hayas nacido y que burlemos las distancias suerte que es haberte conocido..." And the next thing I know, it's 8:30. I'm still in bed and it's 8:30! My half-asleep self walked across the room to my Spanish alarm clock, turned it off, and went back to sleep. What the heck?